The name I use for Sandboy's civilian form is made up. At this time, there is no name for him other than boy. I felt he deserved a name.
The new President of France, Emmanuel Macron, was reviewing some paperwork the Prime Minster needed to sign off on. He was promulgating a law to remove the superhero duo of Chat Noir and Ladybug, from being listed as Special Forces and undoing their governmental protections. "Justice should be carried out by the law and not by vigilantism. There actions are not ones of community policing. While Paris might encourage their actions, they should not be included in the expansion of the law enforcement reforms and new policies," he said to himself.
He felt someone watching him. He whipped his head around, but no one was there. Turning around to continue working on his paperwork, President Macron's jaw hit the floor upon seeing someone dressed in androgynous uniform, with a mask covering the person's face, standing a few feet from the front of the desk.
"Help!" he called for security to come in, but no one entered the room. He pressed his panic button in the desk, but after waiting a few minutes, while the intruder just stood there, no help came. "Who are you and what do you want!" the president demanded.
The figure took two steps closer, not making any sound. The intruder clasped their hands in front of them in a low position. "Greetings President Macron. I had hoped your predecessor left a note for you or the French Representative had informed you how to access the secret files pertaining to me. Allow me to introduce myself, I am Project Peace Keeper."
Because of the voice distortion device, the President couldn't tell if he was dealing with a man or woman. Even the way the clothes hung on this person gave no indication of their gender. While he couldn't see any weapons, he knew this person had to have one on their person, maybe more.
"I've never heard of you." He reached into his desk to get his emergency weapon, when the person clicked a remote they'd been hiding. The drawer locked, the glass in the windows became tinted and the room became soundproof. The cameras started to play a loop. Surprisingly the doors to the office, didn't lock. They remained open.
"I mean you know harm President Macron. I was instructed by my superiors to meet with you and explain about the situation with, as you have dubbed them, vigilantes, Ladybug and Chat Noir."
The person reached into a hidden pocket and removed a letter with official seals on it. Not getting any closer, the person just flicked the letter on the desk before resuming their previous posture.
The President slowly picked the envelope up. Carefully, he open the letter and took out a hand written report. He recognized the handwriting and there was a code written on the top, which no one but the French Representative would know.
Keeping an eye on Peace Keeper, he read through the letter and keeping his expression blank. After some time he looked at his uninvited guest. "It appears you're telling the truth, although I don't understand how this came to pass in the UN. It feels unnatural to have someone in your position."
The person nodded accepting his judgement. "President Macron, I am not here to take over your country or remove you from your post. I am simply here to explain why President Holland made the decision to legalize Ladybug and Chat Noir as members of the Special Forces."
"We can't legalize vigilantes. If citizens started taking the law into their own hands…"
He was interrupted, when Peace Keeper brought a finger to their lips asking him to hush. He was very annoyed by Peace Keeper's decorum and started to speak again. He opened his mouth to speak again, when the figure's posture changed from a soldier reporting in to someone who wasn't afraid of intimidating others.
"President Macron, I am well aware of the stature on vigilantism and the problems it causes. However, I also know you are completely aware of the entire situation happening in this city. I'm sure you have heard and seen footage of people being akumatized?"
President Macron, just as Holland had when this first came up, was refusing to belief in any of this, claiming magic wasn't real and whatever was going on in that particular arrondissement, he wasn't going to continue putting up with this hoax any longer. It was time people stopped believing in these elaborate PR stunts.
In response to this, Peace Keeper reached into another secret pocket and pulled out a small jar. Inside it was the remains of what looked like a glowing purplish black butterfly. The UN agent calmly placed it on the President's desk. Just being near it, made the man uncomfortable and he struggled to remain calm, now sensing the negative energy coming from this creature.
Tapping the jar, Peace Keeper declared this was proof of this not being a PR stunt. "This is the remains of an akuma from a series of attacks months ago, when Hawkmoth, the one you dismiss as myth, was trying to expand his powers. This creature is not natural at all. You can sense the negativity coming from it. Just like you can see the damage of the city being magically cleaned up out your windows no matter how hard you try to ignore it."
Taking back the jar, Peace Keeper picked up the letter they had given the President and removed some photos that had been attached to it. The images showed several different Akuma attacks, demonstrating the police could only do so much to stop them.
There was even a statement from the local police chief, stating while the police could keep people safe, they were unable to fully stop the attacks and needed Ladybug and Chat Noir, to finally end them.
As much as President Macron tried to deny the evidence in front of him, he couldn't. Unless he wanted to end up being a hostage of another crazy Akuma, he would have to start accepting the situation for what it was.
"I will leave the heroes be and keep the governmental protections on them. Is there anything else my representative wants to be done?"
Peace Keeper assured him the representative had only wanted to explain the reason President Holland's law should remain as it was. "I will inform the Security Council of your decision post haste. Have a good day Mr. Macron." Peace Keeper clicked the remote again.
The lights went out for a few seconds and when they were turned back on, everything returned to normal and finally security came to the office to find out what the trouble was. The new president reassured them the problem had been taken care of.
While Peace Keeper was busy with the President, Master Fu was running some errands. He was picking up some new oils to use in his massages, ingredients to make more potions, and on the urges of his kwami purchasing a few random items.
Right now, Fu was in a store deciding if he wanted to purchase eucalyptus or lavender essential oils. Eucalyptus was very good at helping relax the chest muscles and assist in help people slowly recover from congestion. Lavender was used in many cosmetics and also used in massages.
"Lavender it is. Now what other oils should I get?" he asked quietly.
Wayzz peeked his head out from Master Fu's shirt. He and Honorra had wanted to get out of the house for a while. Fu had agreed as long as they stayed out of sight. It was nice to have company as he shopped.
"The cinnamon smells wonderful. Perhaps you should purchase some of that?"
Honorra's head popped out as well. She took a sniff of the air. "I like the lemon grass. It also has a lower chance of having negative side effects when used correctly."
The old man purchased both fragrances and left the shop. He held up a list in his right hand, reading over what they still needed to pick up. "We need to collect a few items for the potions. I need more seaweed, a few different kind of flowers, and oh we must pick up some groceries. We're running low on baby carrots and rice."
He walked a few blocks and entered a florist shop. Wayzz and Honorra didn't even need to sniff the air. There was the smell of lilies mixed in with the scent of both lilacs and honeysuckles. Kwamiis had an excellent sense of smell. With all their scents in the air, Wayzz and Honorra were experiencing a aromatherapy session.
They passed by some hyacinth and gardenia bouquets. Coming from the back room where the flowers were grown, Wayzz spotted some viburnum and ylang-ylang flowers starting to blossom.
Honorra looked at all the different primrose colors. Blues, yellows, orange, and purple. It was a dazzling sight to see. "How I wish I could frolic among the flowers.
Fu adjusted his collar. An indication to the little gods to be quiet. Both of them crawled back down, tickling Fu's skin as the moved. The old man suppressed his laughter. Approaching the counter, he saw a young woman putting some brugmansia into a vase. "Hello sir, can I help you with your purchase."
"I certainly hope so. I have a friend coming to stay with me and I want to brighten up the guest room. Do you carry any of these flowers?" he asked as he handed the florist a second list with only the flowers on it.
The florist looked at the list. He wanted daphne, night scented stocks, along with some michelia champaca, sampaguita,and a few jasmine plants. They were all very fragrant flowers and some of them were hard to find.
"You're in luck. I carry these flowers and I have a few of them left. How would you like them? In a vase, flower box, or bouquet?"
"I will take them in a bouquet thank you." The florist nodded and went into the back room. About ten minutes later, she came back with a bouquet consisting of the flowers he had asked for.
Taking the bouquet, he left the shop and started to head towards home. "I'm very happy there is a small grocery store near our home to finish our shopping. I wouldn't want these flowers to wilt before we get them home."
"Master, are those flowers really for brightening up Ning's room or are you using them for some other purposes?" Wayzz questioned his wielder. His little antenna bobbing in curiousity.
Master Fu smiled. "A few of them are for Ning, but the rest are for potions I'm making. I might have found a way to strengthen each potion to bring about more powerful transformations."
Honorra floated up a little so she was next to Fu's ear. "While we're at the store, can we pick up something unique from this time period? Wayzz informed me that Nooroo's 3500 cycle is going to happen next week, and I wanted to bring something for my Circle to have fun with."
The old man stopped in his tracks. Making sure no one was around, he plucked Wayzz out of his shirt collar. "Wayzz, when were you going to tell me this?"
Wayzz eyes drooped a little. "I was planning to tell you once we got done shopping. There was something we wanted to ask you. Before you say no, at least hear us out and let the others give their opinion."
His master frowned. He knew what Wayzz was going to ask and he knew it would be too dangerous to carry out. However, he knew he would have to make his case, considering the others might want to do what the Kwamiis planned to do.
"We will talk about this tomorrow. You can present your idea to the whole group, for now you should come up with some reasons we should allow this."
Nodding, both Wayzz and Honorra retreated back into Fu's shirt collar. They would need to work together if they wanted to persuade Fu into letting them enact their plan.
At the Agreste mansion, Gabriel was finishing up some work for his business. Despite being a villain and causing panic all over the city, he did prefer running his business successfully, over the chaos.
At the moment, he was looking over performance reviews about his senior seamstresses. There had been a few points dropped in overall performance and he needed to determine who should be let go and who could handle the extra work load.
Nooroo, watched his master scrutinizing the paperwork from on the wall. He wasn't allowed to go very far from his master. If he got to far Gabriel would make his mouth vanish, making it impossible for him to talk. So when Gabriel was doing paperwork, he liked to stretch his wings a little bit.
Hopefully this paperwork keeps Master busy for a while. I want to think about my birthday without any distractions. How am I going to contact the others without him knowing I'm doing it?
Will the Great Guardian even allow them to attempt it? It would dangerous and if he does, how many will he actually let try to contact me. I wish I could freely talk with Peace Keeper without having to worry about being overheard. What was worse, since I've split my power in half, it took a lot more energy than normal to keep up the connection.
"NOOROO!" The loud sharp voice startled the kwami, who fell to the floor in shock. He hadn't realized his mind had drifted so far out, he wasn't aware of his surroundings.
Gabriel glared at the little kwami and plucked him off the ground and held him tightly in his hand. "I have calling your name for a full minute now. What had you so distracted you couldn't pay attention to me?"
Nooroo stood on his little feet trying not to quiver. "I was just thinking about my birthday next week. A kwami cycle is can be hundreds of years in human time. I was hoping I could have a special treat, perhaps some new flavor of yogurt?"
"Your birthday? I didn't know Kwamiis had birthdays. How intriguing, tell me does something unusual happens on your birthday?"
Somehow, Nooroo mustered enough strength to subdue telling his master about the ability for Kwamiis to contact one another directly on their birthday. Instead, he just said, "On Kwamiis birthdays' we like to share things with one another. Little small things humans have made, like a paperclip."
"A gathering of Kwamiis getting together to have a party? That would be an event to witness. I wonder…" Mr. Agreste got a far off look in his eyes. He slackened his grip on the tiny kwami as his brow furled.
Not good, I know that look. That's the same look he gets whenever he gets inspiration for a new design or an akuma power. Why did I have to get distracted? Nooroo harangued himself.
Gabriel bid his kwami to return to him. He left his office and went to his room for more privacy. He didn't want anyone coming to bother him physically or electronically.
There was a desk in his bedroom. In the bottom drawer, there was false bottom and he pulled out a folder. Slapping the folder on his desk, he removed the artwork inside. Each was a picture of an akumatized person and their strength and weakness. Each page had a sticky note with questions on how to improve these past Akumas.
Randomly he picked up six of them and put the rest of them back in the folder. He gestured for Nooroo to come over to the desk. Reluctantly, Nooroo did as he was asked.
There were six akuma designs his master had chosen to improve upon. The first three were of Stormy Weather, Rogercop, and Dark Cupid. Each one had been powerful and focused on their task, along with powers that affected other people.
"Stormy Weather, she could effect a whole area or one person at a time. Her akumatized umbrella is the focal point of her attacks, but being separated from it, leaves her powerless. Can you modify her powers, so she can use an electromagnetic storm to call back her umbrella if it falls out of her hands?"
"Perhaps I can, but it would be up to her to actually figure out how to use this power."
Gabriel nodded, writing it on a new sticky note as he threw the other one away. Next he tapped the picture of Rogercop and asked if there was a way to modify the officer's sidearm along with the man and his car.
"I will not transform a gun into a more dangerous weapon! I refuse to do that!" Nooroo angrily proclaimed. He crossed his little arms and gave his master a fierce look. "You can do whatever you want to me, but I made a strict vow to never enhance firearms after one of my previous wielder's Champion accidentally killed a child."
Gabriel pursed his lips. Using his empathy he could tell that Nooroo was being truthful and if the issue was pressed, the kwami would even go as far as a hunger strike to avoid having to transform the weapon. "Fine. I won't bring it up again. Now help me figure out how to enhance Dark Cupid's powers."
Satisfied Gabriel wouldn't make him enhance any guns, he suggested having Dark Cupid have the ability to shoot multiple arrows instead of just one at a time. He hated himself for the suggestion, but he had no choice.
The other three drawings were of Riposte, Gorizilla, and Reverser. Gabriel asked if he could improve upon their powers. He wanted Riposte to able to switch between the three swords used in fencing, to make her a bigger threat. For Gorizilla he wanted him to be able to change from ultra large to normal height to avoid any problems like last time.
Reverser had been one of his best akumas, but he the problem was he could only hit what he was facing. To make him more effective he needed to be able to attack independently from his vision.
"Master, what you suggest can happen, but I can't make them all at once. Even at full power, I could only make one Champion at a time. There is no way to boost my powers to allow you to make these changes all at once."
"For now maybe, but I intend to find a way to carry out my plan. Having so many Akumas will give me the advantage I need to finally get Ladybug and Chat Noir's Miraculouses."
The next day at Master Fu's, the team had gathered to discuss what should be done on Nooroo's birthday. Master Fu explained what the Kwamiis wanted to do on the butterfly kwami's birthday.
On a kwami's birthday, if they were away from the Miraculous Box, a number of Kwamiis would gather together and perform a ritual to make a connection with the missing kwami. Through this connection they could talk to their friend and find out where they were and what was happening to their friend. The more Kwamiis there were, the better chance the connection would be established.
The downside to this was that the connection went both ways. Hawkmoth, with his empathic ability, could follow the connection back with his mind and learn about the other Kwamiis and where the Great Guardian lived. It was a very risky situation.
Also, if Nooroo at the time, was in his Miraculous, then they would contact Hawkmoth directly. If that happened, his evil willpower could contaminate the Kwamiis and their world. Another problem was once inside their world, their wielders couldn't contact them.
"For these reasons, I believe we shouldn't attempt it. The risk outweighs the benefits," Master Fu explained to the group. He looked at Wayzz with a mix of sorrow and sternness. "Wayzz, I know this is important to you, but you were also going to do this behind my back, which I can't condone."
Wayzz, who was floating next to Tikki and Honorra, shook his head. Levitating a little closer he replied, "Master, I told you I was going to ask you once we were done with the shopping. I know it's a risk, but this opportunity won't come again for centuries."
Tikki nodded next to him. Luck was fickle and it was important to take advantage of it whenever possible. Waving her arms she stated, "Wayzz makes an excellent point. We could have Wayzz stand guard while the rest of our box tries to make the connection. If there's an akuma, he can come and warn us."
Plagg, who was sitting on the table, licked his paw and brushed down some of his fur. "What if all the Circles worked together on this? It would be guaranteed we'd would make the connection."
Honorra chirped and added their combined willpower should be enough to block any attempts by Hawkmoth to trace them.
Upon hearing this suggestion, the normally calm old man looked unequivocally livid. He stood up and thundered at the four Kwamiis, "YOU WOULD RISK HAWKMOTH LEARNING ABOUT ALL THE MIRACULOUS WE HAVE? HIS LACK OF KNOWLEDGE IS THE ONLY EDGE WE HAVE!"
Everyone was taken aback by the yelling. It was so loud and frightening Marinette covered her ears and Adrien fell over. Ning stared at the man wondering why he was risking being akumatized because of his anger.
The Kwamiis were trying to hold back tears and looked down at the ground in shame. They had never been scolded this badly before. Worse, they felt let down and hurt their "brother/cousin" would have to spend his birthday alone.
Both Marinette and Adrien could see how upset their Kwamiis were. This meant a lot to them. They decided to advocate on their behalf.
Fixing his hair, Adrien tried to appeal to Master Fu's reason. "Master Fu, if the Kwamiis are certain this can work, we could end this fight before Hawkmoth makes his next move. Isn't it better to stop him sooner than later?"
Marinette agreed. Adjusting to a more comfortable position on her pillow, she added, "I trust Tikki and the others. We don't have to use the other Circles. Maybe one box of Kwamiis will be enough."
Master Fu refused to budge. He wasn't going to allow anything to happen to the Miraculouses. There was no room for making a second mistake. "As the Great Guardian of the Miraculouses, my decision is final. I will not be responsible for losing anymore Miraculouses."
Ning, who had stayed quiet during this whole discussion finally spoke, in a casual yet firm voice. "Actually, this is not your decision to make. It's the Kwamiis."
The old man spun so fast around to look at his Apprentice, his shirt got caught on the table and tore slightly, during the struggle to free himself. "I am the Great Guardian of the Miraculouses. Of course my decision is final." His expression was ice cold, daring his Apprentice to repeat her words.
Ning looked him straight in the eye and repeated it wasn't his decision to make, but the Kwamiis. In a clear voice she explained why it wasn't up to Master Fu to decided what was best in this situation. "This is similar to the problem I was working on back at the UN. The one about Burundi and the Security Council. While some representatives believe the country's is still in need of protection, Burundi's own representative is asking the UN to let his country provide its own protection.
While the UN is a powerful international governing body to help in different crises, it is still up to the country being aided to decide if they want the help or not. It is the same in this situation. Great Guardians; protect, distribute, and assist wielders and Kwamiis with advice. We can't force our will on them, that would make us no better than Hawkmoth."
Her pseudo grandfather contemplated her words. He reflected on his past mistake. What had happened has been his fault and Wayzz had cautioned him to be careful this time. He had chosen wisely because Wayzz had cautioned him.
In his mind, he recalled his vision of the dozens of red butterflies and the two heroes running for their lives. Was there a way to avoid that? He was certain somehow Ning's new powers had awakened this close to Nooroo's birthday for a reason.
"I acknowledge this is not my choice to make, but I want to hear what the other Kwamiis think about this. We need to cast the wards and pick one Miraculous from each Circle, so we may consult their wishes."
Ning and Fu went around the room and then the property casting wards. The ones they had cast in the past had been taken down, once the Circles had all gone back to sleep. When they returned to the room, the other Miraculous Boxes had been taken out of hiding and a Miraculous placed on the table. The only one missing was from the Chinese Zodiac Circle. They were still a mystery to the two heroes so they didn't pick one.
Master Fu saw this and said it was alright. The Chinese Zodiac Circle would be in agreement with the Universal so they didn't need to ask them. The four active Kwamiis were sitting on Marinette and Adrien's shoulders waiting in anticipation of seeing the other Kwamiis awaken.
After a tense few minutes, ten Kwamiis had been awakened. There was Huhu, Kwami of Altruism from the Humanities Circle, Redda the Kwami of Honesty, from the Friendship Circle, and Zippy, Kwami of Hope from the Emotion Circle.
They were followed by Rolly, The Kwami of Fantasy from the Genre Circle. Along with Flurry the Kwami of Math and Swimmy the Kwami of Water from the Academic and Elemental Creatures Circles respectively.
Banditto the Kwami of Aristocracy from the Ideology Circle was next to Sanna Kwami of Chasity from the Seven Virtue Circle. Next to her was Holly the Kwami of Heaven from the Religious Circle, and lastly, there was Lall, the Kwami of Justice from the Civil Rights Circle.
They all blinked their eyes a few times to clear away the dormancy. Huhu spoke for all the Kwamiis. "Great Guardian, how may we help you?"
Master Fu explained the situation and asked them if they wanted to do this or not. There was no wrong answer and he didn't want to pressure them to make a choice they felt uncomfortable about.
The ten Kwamiis discussed the proposal among themselves before asking the other four to come and speak with them. Because they were speaking in their own language no one had a clue what they were saying to one another. After a few minutes they broke apart.
Huhu levitated over to Master Fu, who held out his right hand. The kwami rested in the palm. "On behalf of the Humanities Circle, we agree to help contact Nooroo."
He levitated over to his Miraculous and then Redda landed on Fu's outstretch hand. She nicked his skin with one of her talons and apologized. Fu told her it was alright.
"As a member of the Friendship Circle, I acknowledge the risk. I feel honestly it would be in the best interest to join in helping our "cousin."" After nuzzling Fu, the next one came up.
Zippy was unable to rest as he zipped around. "I am very hopeful this will work and I pledge the Emotion Circles loyalty to help."
Rolly giggled and gave the Great Guardian and huge smile. "I want a happy ending for my "cousin". The Genre Circle will assist in any way they can."
In contrast to Rolly's giggled response, Flurry remained calm and rational. "There are risks whether we do this or not. I feel strongly we should make the attempt. The Academic Circle will help."
Swimmy said in a soothing voiced how they must become like water, changing and fluid if they were to succeed. The others in the Elemental Creatures Circle would always help where they could.
Banditto, because of his domineering personality, stated he personally wouldn't want to attempt making a connection. He acknowledged though the Ideology Circle as a whole would help in anyway they could.
Sanna pointed out it was only proper to help their friend. The Seven Virtues Circle would do their part.
Holly believed in the strength of the Religious Miraculous Circle to keep Hawkmoth from finding them. She promised they would do their part to help Nooroo.
Lastly, Lall spoke of how Nooroo was in need of justice. His own rights were being violated and the Civil Rights Circle wouldn't allow this to continue. They were in.
Seeing at they were all in agreement, Master Fu would allow them to make the attempt, but only if they could find a way to include Ning in the ritual. As the only one with a connection to Nooroo, it was imperative she been involved in this someway.
On the night of Nooroo's birthday, both Adrien and Marinette snuck out of their homes, and took the long route to Master Fu's. The last few days had been full of preparation.
After extensive research, they had come across a page in the Miraculous Book, which explained how a person, could astral project themselves into the Kwamiis world. There was also a paragraph on how to link the Kwamiis pocket dimension with one another, if they were in different Miraculous Boxes.
Upon arriving at the Great Guardian's home they both walked inside. As they entered the building, they felt their skin prickle. It felt as if they stepped through a storm with icicles piercing their bodies.
"What do you think that was?" Adrien asked, rubbing his arms trying to get rid of the annoying sensation.
"Maybe they were the wards Master Fu put up around the building?" Marinette suggested. She was trying to resist scratching the back of her neck. It was very itchy.
In the business area, Fu was using chalk on the floor to draw a hexagram. As he did that, Ning was drawing symbols between the points, with Wayzz by her side, directing her how to draw the symbols.
"We must be careful. If even one symbol is off, this won't work," Wayzz warned her.
"I know Wayzz, I'm being extra cautious."
Tikki and Plagg levitated over to Honorra, who was polishing the boxes on the table. Next to the boxes were a few odds and ends, such as markers and a toy. "Hello "cousins". I hope the items I have selected will win our families approval."
"There fine, but I wish you had found some food to bring to the party," Plagg whined. Both females gave him a look.
"Stop being such a Stinky Sock," Tikki told her other half.
"What she said."
"Fine. I'll behave Sugar Cube. What should I call you Honorra?"
The little magpie just brushed past him and headed over to the box containing her Circle. She may not be able to enter her Miraculous, but she could enter their world easily.
Once the hexagram was finished, Peace Keeper carefully laid herself out on a light, thin, linen towel in the center of the hexagram. A Miraculous Box was placed on each point.
The remaining Kwamiis returned to their worlds. Marinette and Adrien took up their guarding duties. Not only were they responsible for keeping everyone inside safe, they had to keep an eye out for signs of an akuma attack.
"Remember, we won't be able to contact you once the ritual starts. Make the connection with Nooroo as quickly as you can. If Hawkmoth follows the connection…"
Peace Keeper interrupted, her green eyes bright with determination. "Keep him from learning about the Kwamiis. Attempt to use recognition to extract past memories to identify him."
Lying back down, Peace Keeper closed her eyes and focused her energy. She vaguely heard Fu casting the spell. She felt the magic spread from each box and focus on her. The Kwami Charms heated up. A familiar burn on her left hand let her know she was entering the Kwami world.
There was a whooshing sensation and she felt her ears pop. She couldn't feel her body anymore. Her sense of smell and taste started to diminish. "You can open your eyes now," she heard Wayzz say.
Opening her eyes, she gasped at what she saw. She didn't know what she had expected the Kwami world to look like, but this was far beyond anything she could have imagined.
The sky was all around them was a deep blue with hundreds of stars glittering. The ground looked like a fluffy pink and white cloud with an intricate symbol in the center. Objects of all shapes and sizes formed a giant circle around a central area. Her eyes dotted around as she spotted light blue bridges connecting the similar habitats to the one she was hovering over.
The other Circles had crossed the bridges as the ninety eight Kwamiis all gather together, sharing stories, dancing, and playing with their new gifts. The energy in the air was full of life.
Wayzz took held out his paw/hand and for the first time she realized it fit perfectly with hers. "How?" She grabbed her throat with the other hand realizing her voice was very squeaky now.
Wayzz chuckled and assured her everything was fine. Her astral form was the same size as the Kwamiis. Tugging her hand, the little turtle guided his future wielder towards the party to introduce her to the Chinese Zodiac Circle, the only one she hadn't met yet.
A dark green snake with a black diamond pattern and a cobra hood smiled as the duo descended. "Welcome young Apprentice. It is a pleasure to meet you. My Circle have heard many tales of your bravery and dedication. Indeed, you deserve much praise for reuniting us with our lost family members."
"It…It was nothing special," Peace Keeper replied. Why was she blushing so much because of a compliment? "May I know your name?"
"Of course. My name is Sass. My "brothers" and "sisters", please come over and introduced yourselves."
Eleven Kwamiis pulled themselves away from the party to meet the young Apprentice. They each seemed very pleasant as they gushed over the privilege of meeting her.
The pig kwami shook Peace Keeper's hand. "Hello, my name is Daizzi. I would like to introduce you to my "sisters." Kaaliki, (horse), Barkk, (dog), Ziggy, (goat), and Fluff, (rabbit)."
The girls all waved their hands. The rooster kwami puffed up his chest and came over. "My name is Orikko. These are my "brothers," Xuppo, (monkey), Roarr, (tiger), Longg, (dragon), Stompp, (Ox), and lastly, Mullo, (Rat). You've already met Sass."
"It is my pleasure to finally meet all twelve of you. I hope we can become friends. How long until we can contact Nooroo?"
"It will be at least ten minutes before everything aligns. Until then, join the party."
In the human world, everything seemed peaceful. Peace Keeper's vitals remained the same, the magic was flowing correctly and there were no signs of an akuma.
Marinette, who was by the window for lookout duty, kept glancing at the Miraculous Box containing Tikki. Not knowing what was going on inside the Miraculous Boxes was making her very unsettled. "Do you think they're alright inside?"
Fu leaned over and checked Peace Keeper's pulse. The pulse was slower, but still strong. "Everything is going well. In a few minutes, the alignment will be complete and they can attempt to contact Nooroo."
"We have to trust them Marinette. They know what they're doing," Adrien assured her from his place by the door.
I know I can trust Tikki to succeed in this. I have to believe in her! Marinette thought. She returned to looking out the window, praying everything was okay. A few minutes later, the chalked symbols and the hexagram started to rotate until they realigned themselves.
The alignment is complete. Now the Kwamiis must sing. Oh Nooroo please answer Master Fu thought to himself. A loud thump and panicked yell drew his attention away from the ritual.
Marinette had passed out on the floor and Adrien shook her trying to get her to wake. Hobbling over to see what was wrong, the old man stopped in his tracks as he spotted something flying by his window.
A short boy with pale blue skin with white spots that resemble stars, purple eyes, and yellow eyebrows was lazily flying past the window. He had purple hair with curled tips and an upward position with a glowing dotted line on each part. Over each eye, there was a yellow line. He was wearing a dark purple bodysuit with a large collar, the inner lining being yellow, and a nearly white glowing symbol on the chest. His lower arms happened to be thick with glowing dotted lines going down them. He also appeared to be riding a dark purple cloud with cream-colored pointed tips.
"The Sandboy just checked in. Now, nightmares can begin," Sandboy commented in a bored, but cruel tone. From the bottom of his cloud; orange, blue, and purple sand dispersed over the building. It passed through the windows covering the trio.
Master Fu blinked and started scrambling backwards. Three ghostly figure pursued him. "We are the Guardians of the Order! It is your fault we are gone and that two Miraculous are in the hands of evil soul!"
"No, it was mistake! I swear!" Master Fu was backed into a corner and covered himself up, too afraid to face his worst nightmare.
Adrien was crying out as more and more bars trapped him inside a cage. He started banging on the bars pleading for someone to get him out. His heart was racing so fast he thought it might leap out of his chest."Marinette wake up! Marinette help me!"
On the floor, Marinette was still passed out, but purple smoke was slowly climbing up her legs, turning her into Dreamwalker. A sheen of sweat appeared on her body as her face curled up in fear. Her worst nightmare was plaguing her in both the dream and physical world.
In the Kwamiis world, they had no idea this was going on. All of the Kwamiis were standing in their spots as the six different magical symbols started to glow. Each one formed a silvery beam, which bent, coming together to form an opening in sky, creating a cylinder of light underneath it.
Peace Keeper's small astral form floated over to the column. Her tiny little hand pressed on Nooroo's charm. "Nooroo, talk to us. Nooroo, we are here for you!" She called out as the others chanted Nooroo's name.
A familiar warmth and love started to pour out of the opening. The butterfly's Kwami Charm steadily pulsed. They did it! They were going to talk with Nooroo!
Suddenly the energy in the air got cold and a blanket of oppression started to spread across the different Circles. A loud voice echoed in the minds of everyone there.
"Well what do we have here? I sense great power," Hawkmoth's disembodied voice carried through the opening. The column started to change to black and purple.
"NO YOU DON'T!" Peace Keeper's shouted. She entered the column of light and passed through the opening and reverting to her full size. Once again, she found herself in Hawkmoth mindscape. He looked very irritated to see her.
"You again? What are you doing here?"
"Wishing Nooroo a happy birthday. It seems though I have to get through you to say it to him directly."
Hawkmoth growled and swung his cane at her, which she dodged with ease. She gained a few more steps when he thrust the cane towards her midsection. She barely managed to grab it before it hit her diaphragm. She pulled hard, trying to pull the weapon away from Hawkmoth.
Surprisingly, he let go, causing Peace Keeper to fall to the ground with the cane, revealing the sword that had been sheathed in it. "Surprise!" He slashed her and managed to get her in the left arm.
It didn't hurt too badly, since this was her astral body. She did wonder how the attack would affect her physical body.
Pleased with the fact he injured Peace Keeper, he advanced slashing again and again at her. His foe was forced back allowing him to gain ground. If he could push her all the way back, then nothing would stop him from learning about the Kwamiis.
I can't let him win. I have to disarm him quickly! Peace Keeper thought to herself. Dodging another attack she ran closer to him and ducked under another attack. She launched herself and tackled Hawkmoth to the ground.
Almost at once, the mindscape disappeared around her. She felt tiny and saw a blond woman in a glass coffin. Her features were distorted so she couldn't tell who the person was.
A tearing sensation hurt her face and panic started to set in. Why couldn't she breathe?!
Then she could breathe again and felt the warmth of the sun on her body. There was a huge glass window letting light into a big room. She couldn't make out the details. All she could feel was happiness and at the same time, loneliness.
There was a flash of blue and the image of a safe appeared in her mind. She thought she heard someone calling out to her.
She heard a snapping sound and felt her astral body being pulled backwards. She fell out of the column, once again the size of a kwami, as the connection was cut. At once Wayzz was by her side. "Are you alright?"
"I'm not sure. Ugh, I saw some of Nooroo's memories I think. Hawkmoth! Did he learn anything?!"
"We can discuss that later, we need to return to the human world. Hawkmoth's unleashed an Akuma!" The four active Kwamiis head out of their boxes and Peace Keeper said her good-byes before returning to her physical body.
Three hours later, Sandboy, a little kid named Yoshi* whose nightmare had attracted Hawkmoth's attention, had been returned safely home. The city was restored to normal. Marinette and Adrien had to return to their homes to avoid being caught for being out so late. Fu planned to tell them about what Peace Keeper had found out the next morning.
Fu listened closely as Ning spoke about the images she had seen and something she had sensed while locked in combat. She was almost certain Hawkmoth lived somewhere in the teenagers's neighborhood. While she couldn't get an exact address, it was a good place to start looking for his lair.
Fu tilted his head and asked Wayzz and Honorra if Hawkmoth had glimpsed anything through the connection. The two Kwamiis spoke quietly to themselves before answering the Great Guardian.
"Peace Keeper managed to almost completely block out Hawkmoth. For certain he doesn't know how many Kwamiis there are. We believe he sensed some of the Chinese Zodiac Circle and the remaining Kwamiis the Universal Circle, but no others," Wayzz explained as he rubbed his paw/hands together.
"He also doesn't know our location. While he knows there are more Miraculouses in Paris, he couldn't pinpoint where we are," Honorra added, relaxing her tail feathers.
Fu frowned. Hawkmoth had managed to learn a few secrets. He had been hoping to avoid that from happening. Thankfully, he hadn't learned anything else. Also, they had gained some insight on Nooroo's whereabouts. It would make finding him a little easier.
"In your retrocognition visions, how far back do you think they went?"
Ning replied she thought they only were about a year old or so. The woman obviously meant a lot to Hawkmoth and he was using extreme disciplinary means to keep Nooroo under control. "I felt Duusu. She's in a safe located somewhere in Hawkmoth's home. Its confirmation of what we suspected."
This was good news for the team. They were one step closer bringing this nightmare to an end.
Back with Duusu, her Miraculous was gaining more power. When the connection was made last night, some of the magic had been drawn into her Miraculous.
Inside Duusu's eyes were still closed. Her coloring was almost normal and the blackness of the void was starting to change into the starry landscape in the kwami world.
Soon, soon I will awaken Duusu thought to herself. Everyone don't lose faith. I am going to return home soon.